their bodies was no worse than that of the commanding general guarding the dungeon.When Lu Ye led the giant mech to the city lord's mansion, a pair of eyes stared at him, making him feel immense press...After a moment of silence, there was no response. Ying Wujī asked again. Still, there was no answer.

After several attempts, Ying Wuji even couldn't help but wonder if this sound-transmitting stone was actually useful.

As he was about to put it away, he glanced around furtively, like someone with a guilty conscience. He clutched the communication stone and whispered, "Blood dripping ancient"pains compared to what I'm going through now are like the difference between a gentle breeze and a hurricane.He finally understood why even Zhenhu Realm cultivators couldn't withstand this kind of whi...